The Peruvian Consequence by Cyle Tramel

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In that moment,
as the sway of the branch
betrays its grip, and
just before the cherimoya,
in a cascade of awe,
descends to spill its seed
over the chilled peaks of
the Andes, a warm
breath of a cloud arrives
to spoil germination.
The rain falls sullen and
like the feet of the Wallata
our hands stain crimson.

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